"Shadows and Light"
My night has been long and I search for the repose of day,
far from reasoning, my laden heart resides in saddened bay.
I find my meaning to life had become void and lost,
as the calling moment's disdain has a very heavy cost.
No stars above shining to guide my wayward course,
the waters roll about me churning with savage remorse.
Ne'er does the hidden moon light my cold, empty, dark,
for the memories of past truth speak words vile and stark.
Let not it go that I should sway from hope and desire
for deep within is the inspiration of the Divine fire.
Then, just when the dark is thickest in the deep late hour,
lo,
Her Loss and alone
I found her where the willows cry into the swollen river,
sweet and inviting was her heartened song.
I felt my heart join in her singing and for that moment,
all the world had, from us, gone.
She was a raven haired angel that wept of a love gone by,
My heart heavy with her sorrow, I ventured myself a mournful cry.
When she gave to me her saddened tale of remorse,
I too felt loss, for her heart, I could never hope to hold.
If that not all, my heart did weep, I feared even the worse,
with her day lost, alone , nay together, would we grow old.
Ever my heart, again, do sing, a love that I may find,
it will be far do
In through the darkness.
Days of light and days of shadow I have walked them both,
Of good times and bad times with sadness and hope.
My days have been weary and the darkness called,
fallen and trembling to my knees I have sullenly bent.
For as long as the shadows remain long and stalled,
from the darkened days the turmoil will be sent.
Alas, from the dark of my days fears have to long stayed,
Yet, I gather my heart and spirit to find the light did sway.
From grace rising mine eyes have seen a wondrous light,
together, from shadow and light truth have given sight.
With hard times come of opportunities bitter sweet arose,
to these
"Shadows and Light"
My night has been long and I search for the repose of day,
far from reasoning, my laden heart resides in saddened bay.
I find my meaning to life had become void and lost,
as the calling moment's disdain has a very heavy cost.
No stars above shining to guide my wayward course,
the waters roll about me churning with savage remorse.
Ne'er does the hidden moon light my cold, empty, dark,
for the memories of past truth speak words vile and stark.
Let not it go that I should sway from hope and desire
for deep within is the inspiration of the Divine fire.
Then, just when the dark is thickest in the deep late hour,
lo,
Her Loss and alone
I found her where the willows cry into the swollen river,
sweet and inviting was her heartened song.
I felt my heart join in her singing and for that moment,
all the world had, from us, gone.
She was a raven haired angel that wept of a love gone by,
My heart heavy with her sorrow, I ventured myself a mournful cry.
When she gave to me her saddened tale of remorse,
I too felt loss, for her heart, I could never hope to hold.
If that not all, my heart did weep, I feared even the worse,
with her day lost, alone , nay together, would we grow old.
Ever my heart, again, do sing, a love that I may find,
it will be far do
The light of the universe casts it's own shadows. I have walked through both shadow and light while going down my road. It has been an awe inspiring, and at times horrific, journey thus far and I enjoy the meeting of other travelers along the way.
Current Residence: Sheridan Wy Personal Quote: "Fear is the death of a dream!" Kelly Harrell
The rose and cross are ancient in symbolism. The rose has ever been symbolic, to the mystics, for the evolving soul. Our continual journey to strive and rise above and continue to add to our own light by rising above hard times and confronting our own fears. The cross came from mystics of antiquity greeting the east every morning with arms out stretched welcoming the day. The light of the sun cast a shadow behind them in the form of the cross. this shadow, represents the unseen universe, the shadowy mystery of all things.
Awww, crumbs - I missed delivering the rest of your cookies when I was here earlier! Sorry about that!
…It seemed only appropriate for me to send you some Lembas elven shortbread as a way of saying “thanks” for the ’s on my 100+ Elves Project images… [link] And since just one bite of these cookies is supposed to be able to keep a full-grown adult on his or her feet for days (according to Elven lore…), I figure this should tide you over nicely until you can come back and visit me again – lol! I appreciate the support, sweetie! ~Ellen
This humble M&M cookie is brought to you with much appreciation for the on Elven Shieldmaiden... [link] I really hope you like it – Who wouldn’t like M&M cookies?? ~Ellen